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A Glimpse into Insomnia

Rising
Falling
Senses fade to Oblivion
sharp
In a second
We fill the Darkness
We are alone
A quiet sanctuary
Prismatic Prison cells
We are faced with ourselves
We do not know
Reality smeared
Imagination Shot
silent
Eyes feel heartbeats
Self aware
Self confident
Self actualized
Self destruct
A joke
No passion
No fire
No light
No understanding
No knowledge
bliss
Shallow husks
All flash
No substance
No depth
Let’s go
One on one
Intense
Intent
purpose





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HereSheIsThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Apr. 1 at 2:07 pm
It really does feel like snatches of 2:00 am thoughts, because of your awesome line breaks, patterns, interesting flow of ideas, and word choice. Good job!
 
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